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The dragon snarled at him, lips curling back to reveal rows of jagged, obsidian teeth, and then, without hesitation, it devoured the corpse. The sound alone was enough to make Cole’s stomach twist violently, bone crunching, sinew tearing, a wet, grotesque gorging that echoed through the molten...

Cole sought refuge in a wide cavern. The heat was suffocating, thick with the stench of sulfur and molten rock. But he'd choose heat over frost and ice, any day. Cole gritted his teeth as he leaned against a jagged stalagmite, pressing a shaking hand to his frostbitten arm. Every nerve in his...

--- The Rising - The Ashen Spires --- He had been climbing for what felt like hours, his body protesting every movement, muscles screaming, hands raw and bleeding. Sweat soaked him through, trickling down his spine, stinging his eyes. He looked down, then immediately regretted it. The dizzying...

--- The Rising - The Ashen Spires --- The ground was as much his enemy in this game, as the others running beside him. Every step had to be measured, every move deliberate. One wrong foot, one moment of carelessness, and he’d end up like the man who had just disappeared into the earth, his...

THE RISING — OPEN THREAD FOR THANASIAN WRITERS The time has come. The Rising has begun. Every year, those who dare enter the volcanic wilds beyond the city walls seek to claim their place among the Ascended, to forge a bond with a dragon—or die trying. The mountains are unforgiving, riddled...

--- The Rising - The Ashen Spires --- The scent of sulfur and charred stone filled the air, thick and cloying with the promise of danger. Heat radiated from the blackened ground beneath Cole’s boots, even as the rain began to fall, hissing against the smoldering rock. Thunder rolled overhead...